grown.

I act based on your attitude. If you're nice and I'll be nice. If you're like an asshole and I'll be like asshole too. Don't talk shit or bullshit behind me, grow some balls and say to my face. Deal with it. We are matured enough to complain small things. Remember, all what we have now is not permanent. One day, all these things will gone and so do you. OKAY? OKAY.

akin.

 

The road to hell is paved with adverbs. — Stephen King (On Writing)

 

I've been waiting for this moment. We haven't met each other for ages.  I know you kinda bad boy. People judged you. People criticized you. But you still my akin. Lets make a new life. Don't dwell on the past because it hurts you and us. I know you will change. Don't forfeit. Please, just please. You'll see the real world.

move.

Welcome to the planet

Welcome to mother-earth-planet.

Thank you for the whole bunch of memories.

Thank you for being asshole and jackass.

Thank you for teaching me the meaning of life.

Where you can run to escape your self?

Maybe salvation has story to tell.

fackyew.

I don't know where this allergic coming from but seriously, i've been acting like a monkey in a exam hall. The worst case scenario taken place at the DK1 where no electricity! Ain't no air-con and i was scratching here-and-there. Exam started at 11am-1pm and apparently i took about an hour to answer those questions. The allergic won't allowed you to stay longer there! You stood up and walked away and acting like you're the A's student. What the jerkoff. Scratching like a monkey is not cool. Next paper at 2.30pm- 5.00pm.This is the truth confession where I seriously can't answered those questions. What a shamed because you can't answer your mother tongue paper. The exam was held in Dewan Santapan and the environment was like you're about to have a candle light dinner. The questions paper was so so so thick and that was the first time i've seen the thickest  exam paper. What the jerkoff again! And yes, I can't answered 'em plus the red rashes on right hand becoming worst. Seriously I'm about to cry but i hold on that emotional feeling and tried to concentrate everything. May 26 was not a good day for me and whilst updating this blog, I'm still scratching. Why it must be happening now? Next paper is on 29! Fackyew fackyew fackyew.

lapar.

Seriously, makanan untuk students akhir-akhir sem ni adalah maggi. Tadi gua buka puasa makan mamee monster. Serius dah bankrup ni. Duit dalam tangan macam air dekat fountain KLCC, mengalir tak henti2. Malam ni macam orang gila cari makanan, takpasai2 biskut OREO roommate gua kena curi. Sapa suruh simpan biskut dekat meja study? Nanti simpan dalam loker okay. Dahaga pulak, gua cari air. Okay, gua gagau tangan dekat atas rak sebelah kanan ni, gua capai milo 3 in 1. Air panas dah siap. Sekali that was the last milo gua ada. what the fuck betoi. memang gua malang sangat ni. Perut dah bunyi mengalahkan honk kapal titanic. Dah berapa hari makan mamee ja. Gua kira mamee gua ada la tinggal dalam 3 paket. DOH, masalah besar. Nescafe tinggal lagi 3 sachets. OMG, my world is about to reach its ending. Gua memang perlukan duit. sapa2 yang  generous tu sila la bank in kat gua okay! Aku lapar la bodoh! CRIES*

just.

Exploring life because the view would be great. 

From this moment, inhale for the happiness and exhale for the sorrowfulness.  

i LOVE you folks.

vex.

One thing that we shouldn't reveal to the public that is the real-you. Some of us really love to say good about their family, wealth and they never talk about their vexed. I'm sure we all have the so-called predicaments in life. It's okay not to tell anyone but just don't make up a story. Just enough with those fairytale. You can't change anything by doing so. Btw, don't you think Coffee Bean is a nice place to have giddiest talk with friends? Dear Husna Ahmad and Iekah Nasir, we should hang out there and soak up the caffeine.

Prof G.

Take a break. I wanna breathe for this blog-sphere. Other-spheres are sucks, like seriously. I was reading Prof G's notes and I probably puke several times. Just fyi Prof, my mom is not a Dutch and daddy ain't Turkestan. I try to understand every single fucking lines you wrote but I just don't understand. Sorry for the very rudest words. Will see you at the exam hall later. CRIES :(

noise.

 

In cahoot with page 33.

and make me think about certain stuffs.

Why must I learn the same thing over and over again?

Transfer credit ain't working here because "they" want us to gain experience.

So why you were provided the yellow pages if it ain't work! 

What the motherfucker, you cockamamy-bitch?

We've been learned that thingy yet we still learn the same thing.

And folks, enough with the dissonance. 

I feel like hurling.  

Can somebody bring me seventh heaven?

Undone.

God, help me up, I've came undone--

sleepless.

Mom's good in teaching and writing. Dad was so talented in art. No one can beat him, trust me. But their daughter is know nothing. She knows how to spend her mom's money and sleep for almost whole days.You motherfucker, you cannot live like this. Change for good! You've been acting like mother-use-less-bits-of-nothing.

GPOY.

 Rise and grind, you motherfuckers.

wrap up.

 

So yesterday was my last class of this semester! Mug up for this week and next week will be the hardest days to endure. Final exams just around the corner and yeah this mother-ain't-egghead pretty close to nothing. Dearest books, articles and notes, your supposed to fucking be my mentor. Oh hey fellow sidekicks, good luck in your exams and i believe we are all need lotsa bullets to shoot the answers precisely.

mistake.

 

Can I start again? Because there were too many errors earlier.

I'm sorry for the mistakes that I've done. 

I should be forgotten and not forgiven. I know.

Because i keep making a mess.

How to get it right? 

People say it's okay when you're making a mistake at young age because you'll learn from it. But i learn nothing. I learn to make more and more mistakes. I can tell.

Le Sigh--

lovely.

"The hardest part of saying goodbye is having to do it again every single day." -Lucas Scott,OTH

  

Till we meet again-- :)

future.

 

I woke up far too early this morning and clean up pretty well to attend a special event. I was sitting next to  a window in a bus and was seeing outside view. People droves  in and out and honked their cars when they bumped into each other.  The only thing that really piques my interest is the middle age woman who was sweeping the road. She looked so tired even in the early morning or was she probably feel sleepy? But who knows? I looked at her and was wondering about my own future? Am I gonna be like her? Am I gonna have a car? Am I gonna have a house? Am I gonna have a stable job? Am  I have the all these things to repay my mom kindness? My mind is about to burst whilst thinking of these. So i left these questions, unanswered. If I only knew my own future, it's simply easy huh? But no one knows about their future and yeah, right now i feel so afraid about everything. "Having degree is not a bonus anymore. You need to step further , a million further than others."--

shaken.

What can you do when your good is not good enough?
You feel like drowning.
You keep screaming out loud but no one could here you.
And now you tumbling down after all the messy things happened.
What have I done?
I might be wrong.
Dear lil-self, be good.

King's Speech.

 

Just because the internet was supermanly and batmanly fast, then i browsed a free-site-of-movie.

and i saw this movie.

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I know i kinda wussy.

Just finished watching The King's Speech.

and trust me, this movie is worth to watch and yes, thousand stars for you.

Splendid and you'll learn more about uttering speech, specifically for stammerer.

Oh, tomorrow will be my public-speaking-assessment.

and yeah, i desperately need Lionel.

04.

Life seems so 'good' till I can't complain so far.

Hello April.

Be kind, would you?